last try
In mature years, she crossed his path,
Not in love, but intrigued by lust's aftermath,
Sex was the fire that fueled her desire,
Hoping for a future that could inspire.
Dreams of a family, a life of content,
But he turned away, leaving scars that went
Deeper than flesh, a knife in her back,
Betrayed and broken, trust now a lack.
No more longing to love another soul,
She finds solace in solitude's control,
Embracing the quiet, far from deceit,
Her heart now guarded, in retreat.
No more illusions, no more naive belief,
In a world where trust is a fleeting leaf,
She lives on her terms, enjoying her space,
No longer seeking love's elusive embrace.
Alone yet resilient, she walks her own way,
In the echo of betrayal's dismay,
For she learned the hard truth, bitter and stark,
That love's sweet song can leave a lasting mark.
